Chapter 259: Confession, Mourning, Roaring

When the Great Cloud came to a steady stop at the landing field in Rheinberg, it was immediately greeted by a group of people left behind, including White, Hayna, and Margaret. According to the original plan, the goblin airship should have returned at least two days ago, but there has been no news. For this reason, White almost ordered his troops and horses to go directly to Windsor Castle to find out, but in the end, it was Haiyuna who calmed the restless people and continued to strengthen the city defenses while patiently waiting for Moriarty's return.

"Morty, what's the matter, you encountered a demon sniper during the voyage? Or did you not have a good conversation with Salk? As soon as Moriarty stepped out of the airship, White was the first to step forward and ask urgently. It can be seen that this follower is really anxious.

"No, it's all good. It was only after leaving Windsor Castle that I went straight to McRiren, so I didn't come back until now. ”

Moriarty smiled apologetically at White, but his smile was somewhat stiff.

"It's okay."

As the mage's closest follower, White immediately noticed that he looked strange and couldn't help frowning strangely, but didn't ask much. Anyway, as long as the person returns safely, everything else can be discussed.

"How's it going here? Are the demons out there attacking? How is the renovation of the city gate going? Moriarty coughed softly before adding.

"No, after killing the three high-level demons, the demon legion outside the city never attacked again, and even took the initiative to retreat a kilometer to keep a 'safe distance' from Rheinberg." When it comes to business, White doesn't delve into Moriarty's bizarre appearance. Said directly: "At the city gate, the steel gate on the inside has been basically installed. Now Master Henry is leading the goblin craftsmen to reinforce the iron gates outside. ”

"Yes, that's good."

Seeing that the "base area" was in good order, Moriarty also nodded reassuringly. Then, without further ado, he led the group directly to the inner fort. However, when passing by Margaret, the werewolf seemed to smell something from Moriarty's body, and her face changed sharply, but she immediately forcibly suppressed it. For this, Moriarty just didn't see it. Just walk by.

"Haiyna. There's something I'd like to talk to you about. ”

After briefly informing the two viscounts of the terms of the alliance agreement, Moriarty dismissed his subordinates and left him alone in the conference room with his fiancée.

"What's the matter, Morty?"

Looking at each other's strange expressions that they had never seen before. Haiyuna's heart trembled suddenly. It seems to have a premonition of something.

"It's about Matiel..."

I saw my fiancée purse her lips slightly. With her hands clenched together, Moriarty felt like she wanted to punch herself. But there are some things that have already happened and need to be faced.

"She... What's wrong? ”

For the name "Matiel". Of course, Hayuna is no stranger. And most of the reason why she insisted on coming to Erathia with Moriarty was because of the unmasked but long-known aristocratic lady, and the other half was on Margaret. Even, Moriarty corresponded with Matiel all the year round, and once ordered a whole set of crystal glass flower houses to give to each other, and Haiyana knew about it.

To be honest, Hayna's feelings for Matyr are not outright disgusted or defensive. Just like Margaret, who was willing to follow her fiancé several times from birth to death, Matil, as a viscount and noblewoman, has been alone for many years without marrying and waiting for someone, and this kind of affection Haiyuna also understands and understands. Because, too, she is like this. However, a woman's love is always "selfish". No matter how much she feels sorry for each other, Hayuna never wants her fiancé to be "fraternity and affection".

But it's a pity that the heartbreaking nightmare that used to be in the midnight dream is really present in front of you at this moment.

"I've decided to marry Martiel." Moriarty's face tensed, word by word.

“… What about me? Like a thorn bird singing in despair, the world in Haiyna's eyes was suddenly overwhelmed by the ocean.

"I'll marry you first."

Looking at his fiancée's pale face, Moriarty slowly knelt down on one knee with her eyes down.

"Marry me first?" Haiyuna bit her lip and looked fixedly at the man kneeling in front of her.

"Yes. Marry you as a mage of Bracada, and then marry Matiel as a nobleman of Erathia. Unable to escape, Moriarty had to come up with this absurd solution.

"Hehe, so 'smart'..."As if hearing a cruel joke, Haiyana suddenly chuckled, but it was more regrettable than crying.

“…”

There was no answer, no discernment, and Moriarty could only be silent.

"What about Margaret? Are you going to go to Krulrod again and be a 'Junker' again? Did you live up to her? After a moment of silence, Haiyuna finally asked aloud with a cry.

"I... I don't know..."

“… Morty, do you remember our oath? Weeping, Hayurna looked like an abandoned young beast, her eyes full of disappointment and sadness.

"Of course I do. I wish Haiyuna to be my fiancée, and I will love her, protect her, and accompany her for the rest of my life.'" Moriarty nodded, and said in a deep voice.

"And now? Morty... Do you still love me? ”

"I love you, Hayna! I love you forever! Raising her head and looking at her tearful fiancée, Moriarty trembled slightly.

"But you have betrayed me, and you have betrayed your oath..."

Finally, for the first time, and for the first time since the two had met, Hayyna lashed out at Moriarty.

"Haiyna..."

"Don't say it, don't say it again!" Holding her face in her hands and letting her long dress wet with tears, Haiyuna turned and swayed towards the door.

"Haiyana!"

"Don't come here! Leave me alone, just me..."

Without any further stop, the extremely sad Haiyuna returned directly to her room and locked the door, as if she did not want to see or even hear Moriarty's voice again.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Moriarty seemed to be enchanted, and just stood motionless in front of the door. It wasn't until more than ten hours later that White and Guderian, who finally realized that the situation was wrong and hurried to the upper echelons of the Inner Castle, saw Moriarty, whose eyes were red and stiff as a stone statue, that they hurriedly took him away.

"What the hell is going on, Morty?"

In the lounge, White looked at Moriarty, who was still silent and looked at the void in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

But no answer was given.

"You say, Guderian, what's the matter?" Taking a deep breath, White turned his head directly to the silverbearded dwarf on the side and yelled, "What the hell has happened in the past few days!?" ”

"What else, Woman Bey..."Glancing at the unresponsive Moriarty, Guderian finally whispered a snitch.

"Matiel. Salk? White, who was already skeptical, immediately called out the name.

"Yes." The dwarf nodded heavily.

"Groove!"

Very rarely, White immediately scolded. If it was something else, no matter how difficult it was, he could play as a follower and play to the top, but when it came to this kind of relationship between men and women, no matter how much White wanted to help, he could only stand aside and watch. And he also knows a lot about Martiel, that day Moriarty rejected the other party so that Salk Pearl quit halfway, and White even saw it in person. never thought that the two would meet again a few years later, but they were like thunder hooked into the ground and directly "burned". Moreover, now that Haiyuna has known about it and reacted greatly. But what's even worse is that Moriarty's attitude towards Matyr is also "real".

"Morty, I don't care what the hell is going on between you and that viscount, but there are two things that you have to figure out!"

Gritting his teeth for a long time, White finally stood up with a "pout", stepped in front of Moriarty, and said loudly.

At this time, Moriarty finally raised his eyes and looked at his followers.

"First, even if you plan to be a 'bastard' again, you should take care of Haiyuna first! We lost news in the Hurricane Wasteland, and Hayuna almost killed herself in a hurry! You owe her so much! ”

"You're right, I'm a jerk." Looking at White, Moriarty finally spoke, his voice as dry as sandpaper.

"Very good, then bastard, listen well, the second point, even if you are tired and annoying and painful, you have to stand up for me! Now, in this Rhineberg, hundreds of lives are waiting for you to 'take care of'. You can't fall unless all of us are dead. Do you understand!? ”

At the end of the day, White was almost yelling at Moriarty!

"I know, White, I know." As if he wanted to laugh, but he pulled the corners of his mouth but didn't succeed, Moriarty looked at the excited followers, and finally slowly stood up and said resolutely: "Before I fall, no one can die." ”

"Morty!"

At this time, Guderian on the side unconsciously leaned over, and his small eyes were rarely misty.

"Heh, don't pretend to be pitiful, I won't make you new armor again." Glaring lightly at the silverbearded dwarf, Moriarty smiled apologetically at White again, "I'm fine." You can rest assured. ”

"Yes, that's good!" White sighed softly.

"I'll go to sleep first, and call me at night. Also, send someone to bring some food to Hai Hayna. Looks like she doesn't want to see me for the time being. Moriarty looked at each of his followers, nodded, and turned and walked straight out of the room.

"White, is Morty really okay?" Looking at the other party's back, Guderian still looked a little uneasy, and asked carefully.

"It's okay, just endure it." Shaking his head, White couldn't help but sigh again, and then suddenly roared at the dwarf: "Tell you to watch him carefully, what is the result!?" ”

After speaking, he directly ignored Guderian, who was scolded in a daze, and strode away.

"How can I be blamed for pinching? Can I manage hunger, can I manage fullness, and can I manage other people's happy jungler-artillery? As if infinitely aggrieved, the dwarf pouted and dug his nostrils fiercely. (To be continued......)